Deflect her advances

Grabbing her ankle, you lower her foot to the floor, letter her know you?re not interested. However, you give her a little smile as to say you weren?t completely offended. Probably don?t want to piss her off during this big hand, anyway.

Eager to see the next card, you grip the table in suspense. After burning a card, she flips over a queen. But wait! Did she just take that from the bottom of the deck? Confused and nervous, you glance at Alan to see if he saw what you did. Apparently, he didn?t, as he reaches into his pocket and grabs the five-hundred bucks he won earlier. ?Hell,? he says. ?I?ll just go all-in.?

Vanessa calls immediately, and flips over a deuce, this time from the top of the deck. As inconspicuously as possible, you sag down in your chair and glance underneath the table. There?s another deck sitting between her lap! And it?s the same color and brand as the one you?re playing with!

?Hold it!? you shout, startling both players. ?Don?t flip over your cards. Alan, let?s take your money and get out of here.? He shoots you a confused look.

?What?? Venessa asks innocently. ?What?s wrong? Let?s see what we?ve got.?

?Nuh uh, babe,? you scowl, staring her down. She shies back in her chair. You don?t take your eyes off her, but direct your conversation to Alan. ?She?s cheating. I saw her dealing cards from the bottom of the deck, and she has an identical deck between her legs. She obviously switched them out between hands.?

Alan looks surprised, but believes you. ?Even so,? he says, ?it?s no big deal. I got four aces, anyway.? He flips over his cards.

?And I bet you anything she has a straight flush.? Reaching across the table, you flip over her cards, revealing what you suspected. Not expecting to get caught, Vanessa breaks down.

?But, b-but,? she stutters. Tears begin to form in her eyes. ?I?m so sorry. She?s right. It?s just?I have a gambling addiction. I?ve already lost five-thousand dollars on this trip, and I was just trying to win some of it back. Oh, god, I hate myself.? You and Alan just stare at each other, unsure of what to say. She continues.

?Please, just take your money, but leave me the five-hundred dollars. It?s the only money I have left, and I?ll need it to get back to California.? You?re not sure if you believe her story, but the tears are real.

?And why should do you any favors?? you dart back.

?I?I guess you shouldn?t,? she replies. ?But I can do one for you guys if you like.? As she says this, she slips off the top of her dress, exposing her magnificent chest. Alan looks at you, then back at her tits again, then back at you. He seems frozen.